Chapter 9
"Over the Years"
-Not too long ago-
James Potter and Lilly Evans kissed under the flower arch. Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and other friends and family looked on as the two newly weds kissed. Lilly's hair was flowing over her long, white wedding gown. James looked so handsome in his tux.
"I proudly introduce everyone to Mr. and Mrs. Potter." said the preacher.
Lilly and James Potter walked arm and arm down the church aisle, accompied by friends and family. Sweet sounds of laughter, music, and church bells filled the air.
In a dark room, a man sat in a chair. His hair was dark, his skin too pale, eyes as green as emeralds. Though he was in his fifties, he appeared to be thirty-something. A man groveled at his feet.
"M-my Lord.I.I bring you news of a prophecy I heard not too long ago." Said the man who was very short, yet plump.
"Yes, Wormtail." the Dark Lord said.
"I-it was about you my lord. Professor Dumbledore was interviewing for the new d-divination professor. I h-happened to listen in on a certain conversation between h-him and a seer who was the great great grandaughter Cassandra Trelawney." said Wormtail.
"Go on." said the Dark Lord.
"S-she went into a trance and made two predictions. The second one was, "Upon the night that a lady consumed by darkness dies in body, her soul will seek refuge in a new home. That new home, a new body, will one day become a powerful person who will either lead the world to victory or it's doom. The stars will be just right upon her birth, and she will be the lady of darkness, only unable to be exactly who she once was, but with greater power than ever before." said Wormtail.
The Dark Lord nodded his head. "Excellent, an what of the first prediction/"
Wormtail's eye twitched.
"I-I'm not sure my Lord. I couldn't quite hear the woman when she said it. M-more like whispered it." said Wormtail.
"You better hope it was of no importance to me." hissed the Dark Lord.
"Y-yes master." stuttered Wormtail.
"Come, we have plans to make." said the Dark Lord.
-A few years later-
Katrina lay in her bed, starring at the ceiling. Her face was deathly pale. Sweat poured down her head. She tried to sleep, but couldn't. She felt terrible, but didn't know why. She got up and staggered out to the balcony where she found herself visiting very often. The cool night air kissed her skin. The moon, a waxing gibbous, floated in the dark night sky. Katrina starred at Orion's belt. It seemed as if the belt were moving just above the moon, almost forming a star crown. She felt that something, not sure good or bad, was about to happen.
She had little chance of seeing Tom. He was so busy that he hardly ever wrote. Katrina often wondered if somehow, he had forgotten about her, had fallen out of love with her, but she refused to think of such things. Her thoughts often were more focused on a thing she could never have, and that was a normal life. She knew the things Tom was into, but she stood by his side. She loved him with her heart and soul, but wished that somehow they could have met under better circumstances, that he was not so evil.
Katrina crept downstairs to the den. Old tapestries clung to the bare stonewalls. Animal rugs covered the old wooden floor. A hearty fire was blazing in the old fireplace. Katrina sat cross-legged in front of the fire. She gazed into the fire, thinking of nothing. The flames lit up her tired, yet beautiful face. Her eyes burned like the fire before her.
Bellatrix walked in. They noticed how sad Katrina looked.
"Katrina, would you like to go on a walk?" asked Bellatrix.
Katrina gave a faint smile to her friend. They put on heavy coats and stepped out. The wind was picking up rapidly. Katrina rarely ever got to leave the castle. Trying to hide undercover was just too hard to cope with. Bellatrix and Katrina walked in silence down the dirt road near the castle. A distant pounding of horse hooves filled the air. A horse carriage surrounded several people winded its way toward Katrina and Bellatrix. The minute it came right up to them, it was immediately stopped. The carriage door was flung open. A pale man with emerald green eyes that glowed with a hint of red and dark hair stormed out. It was Tom. Katrina took in a deep breath.
"What are you doing out here?" he said as he walked up to Katrina.
Bellatrix walked up to him.
"She needed some air, my Lord. I decided to take her out for a quick walk." said Bellatrix.
Tom looked angry.
"You know that you are to stay at the castle at all times." he said.
"Why must I be locked up like a rat all the time? Why can't I at least stretch my legs? No one has found this place. No one has even come near here." said Katrina. "If you had any sense of sympathy, you would try to understand what I'm going through."
Katrina spun on her heel and ran back to the castle. Bellatrix stopped Tom from following her.
"My Lord, have you no idea how long it has been since she has seen you?" asked Bellatrix.
"A few years." said Tom gloomily.
Katrina had flung herself onto her bed and cried. Tom had been gone for a few years, carrying out his dark work. She had longed for their reunion to be romantic and wonderful, but instead it was coated in bitterness. The door to her room creaked open and closed. He felt her bed dip down as someone sat on it.
"What do you want?" she asked as she looked up to see Tom.
Tom stared at her with sad eyes.
"I'm sorry for being so bitter. So many things have happened, so much change has taken place. Please forgive me for not being here for a long time." he said.
Katrina sat up and stared into his eyes.
"You just left one day without a goodbye. I thought of you day and night, night and day." she said.
Tom hugged her closely.
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to live my life." he said.
He kissed her forehead.
"You feel hot." he said as he pushed her back a little to look at her. "And look pale. Are you feeling alright?"
Katrina nodded.
"I do feel a bit tired." she said.
Katrina quickly fell asleep with the Dark Lord watching over her. His thoughts drifted from his plans to his wife. He knew that if anything happened to her, his world would end.
"James, check on Harry for me." said Lilly.
James went upstairs to check on Harry. Harry was a few months old, fast asleep. His hair was like James's untidy and jet-black, but had Lilly's green eyes. James kissed his son on the forehead and closed the door.
"He's fast asleep, Lilly dear." said James.
Lilly, who was busy knitting a little green sweater with a snitch on, looked up from her work and smiled at her husband.
"Our little darling will enjoy this little sweater." she said. "He'll probably be a seeker like his dad."
Someone knocked on the front door. It was Dumbledore and Moody.
"James, we have some late-breaking information on where the Dark Lord may be hiding." said Dumbledore.
"We think that he is hiding in a secluded castle not to far from London." said Moody. "A few members of the Order have agreed to go on a sting operation tomorrow night. Will you and Lilly join us?"
James looked at Lilly. Both of them nodded their heads yes.
"Good." said Dumbledore. "We leave at sunset tomorrow."
"Over the Years"
-Not too long ago-
James Potter and Lilly Evans kissed under the flower arch. Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and other friends and family looked on as the two newly weds kissed. Lilly's hair was flowing over her long, white wedding gown. James looked so handsome in his tux.
"I proudly introduce everyone to Mr. and Mrs. Potter." said the preacher.
Lilly and James Potter walked arm and arm down the church aisle, accompied by friends and family. Sweet sounds of laughter, music, and church bells filled the air.
In a dark room, a man sat in a chair. His hair was dark, his skin too pale, eyes as green as emeralds. Though he was in his fifties, he appeared to be thirty-something. A man groveled at his feet.
"M-my Lord.I.I bring you news of a prophecy I heard not too long ago." Said the man who was very short, yet plump.
"Yes, Wormtail." the Dark Lord said.
"I-it was about you my lord. Professor Dumbledore was interviewing for the new d-divination professor. I h-happened to listen in on a certain conversation between h-him and a seer who was the great great grandaughter Cassandra Trelawney." said Wormtail.
"Go on." said the Dark Lord.
"S-she went into a trance and made two predictions. The second one was, "Upon the night that a lady consumed by darkness dies in body, her soul will seek refuge in a new home. That new home, a new body, will one day become a powerful person who will either lead the world to victory or it's doom. The stars will be just right upon her birth, and she will be the lady of darkness, only unable to be exactly who she once was, but with greater power than ever before." said Wormtail.
The Dark Lord nodded his head. "Excellent, an what of the first prediction/"
Wormtail's eye twitched.
"I-I'm not sure my Lord. I couldn't quite hear the woman when she said it. M-more like whispered it." said Wormtail.
"You better hope it was of no importance to me." hissed the Dark Lord.
"Y-yes master." stuttered Wormtail.
"Come, we have plans to make." said the Dark Lord.
-A few years later-
Katrina lay in her bed, starring at the ceiling. Her face was deathly pale. Sweat poured down her head. She tried to sleep, but couldn't. She felt terrible, but didn't know why. She got up and staggered out to the balcony where she found herself visiting very often. The cool night air kissed her skin. The moon, a waxing gibbous, floated in the dark night sky. Katrina starred at Orion's belt. It seemed as if the belt were moving just above the moon, almost forming a star crown. She felt that something, not sure good or bad, was about to happen.
She had little chance of seeing Tom. He was so busy that he hardly ever wrote. Katrina often wondered if somehow, he had forgotten about her, had fallen out of love with her, but she refused to think of such things. Her thoughts often were more focused on a thing she could never have, and that was a normal life. She knew the things Tom was into, but she stood by his side. She loved him with her heart and soul, but wished that somehow they could have met under better circumstances, that he was not so evil.
Katrina crept downstairs to the den. Old tapestries clung to the bare stonewalls. Animal rugs covered the old wooden floor. A hearty fire was blazing in the old fireplace. Katrina sat cross-legged in front of the fire. She gazed into the fire, thinking of nothing. The flames lit up her tired, yet beautiful face. Her eyes burned like the fire before her.
Bellatrix walked in. They noticed how sad Katrina looked.
"Katrina, would you like to go on a walk?" asked Bellatrix.
Katrina gave a faint smile to her friend. They put on heavy coats and stepped out. The wind was picking up rapidly. Katrina rarely ever got to leave the castle. Trying to hide undercover was just too hard to cope with. Bellatrix and Katrina walked in silence down the dirt road near the castle. A distant pounding of horse hooves filled the air. A horse carriage surrounded several people winded its way toward Katrina and Bellatrix. The minute it came right up to them, it was immediately stopped. The carriage door was flung open. A pale man with emerald green eyes that glowed with a hint of red and dark hair stormed out. It was Tom. Katrina took in a deep breath.
"What are you doing out here?" he said as he walked up to Katrina.
Bellatrix walked up to him.
"She needed some air, my Lord. I decided to take her out for a quick walk." said Bellatrix.
Tom looked angry.
"You know that you are to stay at the castle at all times." he said.
"Why must I be locked up like a rat all the time? Why can't I at least stretch my legs? No one has found this place. No one has even come near here." said Katrina. "If you had any sense of sympathy, you would try to understand what I'm going through."
Katrina spun on her heel and ran back to the castle. Bellatrix stopped Tom from following her.
"My Lord, have you no idea how long it has been since she has seen you?" asked Bellatrix.
"A few years." said Tom gloomily.
Katrina had flung herself onto her bed and cried. Tom had been gone for a few years, carrying out his dark work. She had longed for their reunion to be romantic and wonderful, but instead it was coated in bitterness. The door to her room creaked open and closed. He felt her bed dip down as someone sat on it.
"What do you want?" she asked as she looked up to see Tom.
Tom stared at her with sad eyes.
"I'm sorry for being so bitter. So many things have happened, so much change has taken place. Please forgive me for not being here for a long time." he said.
Katrina sat up and stared into his eyes.
"You just left one day without a goodbye. I thought of you day and night, night and day." she said.
Tom hugged her closely.
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to live my life." he said.
He kissed her forehead.
"You feel hot." he said as he pushed her back a little to look at her. "And look pale. Are you feeling alright?"
Katrina nodded.
"I do feel a bit tired." she said.
Katrina quickly fell asleep with the Dark Lord watching over her. His thoughts drifted from his plans to his wife. He knew that if anything happened to her, his world would end.
"James, check on Harry for me." said Lilly.
James went upstairs to check on Harry. Harry was a few months old, fast asleep. His hair was like James's untidy and jet-black, but had Lilly's green eyes. James kissed his son on the forehead and closed the door.
"He's fast asleep, Lilly dear." said James.
Lilly, who was busy knitting a little green sweater with a snitch on, looked up from her work and smiled at her husband.
"Our little darling will enjoy this little sweater." she said. "He'll probably be a seeker like his dad."
Someone knocked on the front door. It was Dumbledore and Moody.
"James, we have some late-breaking information on where the Dark Lord may be hiding." said Dumbledore.
"We think that he is hiding in a secluded castle not to far from London." said Moody. "A few members of the Order have agreed to go on a sting operation tomorrow night. Will you and Lilly join us?"
James looked at Lilly. Both of them nodded their heads yes.
"Good." said Dumbledore. "We leave at sunset tomorrow."